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Hugh sat at the head of the council table, his eyes darting to the door for the hundredth time. It wasn’t like Trinity to be late. She knew how important these meetings were.
“Hugh, we need to discuss Jethro,” said Jackson.
“Yes. Of course.” He focused on those sitting at the table.
He’d created a council of advisors to help rule their world. Leaving all power in one Almighty’s hand wasn’t a good idea, even when he was that Almighty. The advisory board consisted of two from each class or at least it was supposed to. The Handlers and Trackers hadn’t been interested in participating and the Avions had all bickered over the job. Each one of them had wanted it. He’d gone against every instinct he’d had and had offered the job to Birdie and another Avion. They’d both crowed their p
